Sitting in darkness, in a semi-comfortable theater seat, my eyes were drawn to the excitement on stage.
Trumpets, flutes, clarinets, and more; all were bustling and playing phenomenally.
As the band went from one piece of music to the next, it reminded me of my days playing an instrument. I had forgotten how much I missed holding a contraption made of metal that your blew into to make sound.
Although I am a vocalist, and that has been my own instrument for many years, I miss the instrument I can hold very much.
When I was younger, I started off playing the flute in elementary school, as most girls my age did.
I would practice after school, and even before school, almost every day. When we learned a new piece of music, I would make sure that I knew it all the way through at least two days after. Although, looking back now I probably didn't sound too great, or even was playing the right notes for that matter.
I carried my instrumental passion into sixth grade as well, but I stopped halfway through the year.
I think it was mainly because I got bored of playing the flute, and partly because I was in a new environment with lots of new people to judge how I played.
At that point I was still involved in the school's choir, and I put my musical energy into that group of people more then ever.
When high school came around, I fell in love with the music department.
I took a beginning guitar class which peeked my interest, but my main focus was with the choir.
My director taught us so much; sharps and flats and what they mean, all types of dictation, and all works of music.
We would play contemporary, opera, Italian, German, you name it, we sang a song for it.
She gave us such a different look on how to sing, and what to sing. She also helped the class with so many proper forms and helpful tips on vocals.
Now, in college, I am majoring in Elementary Education and Music, to one day be a music teacher.
I am taking piano, and learning how to play the ukulele, and being involved in so many wonderful, musical events here at Bridgewater State University.
But, being at the last concert I went to, the want to be back in a band was so strong.
I may be a vocalist, and my voice is my instrument, but I miss being part of something bigger. There are so many different types of sounds and instruments that form a band, and make beautiful music when they come together.
I know there are choirs, I have been part of many. There is just something with a school band that draws me to it.
The fact that I could be one person surrounded by 40 other people, and still make a difference in the sound that is produced, fascinates me. You can be such a small part, but make such a huge impact.
The manipulation of the instrument itself amazes me as well.
How can one person breathe so much life into a piece of metal, or a wooden object?
It is incredible!
All you band people keep doing what you are doing.
Make beautiful music.
Making the audience happy and content with your sound.
Loving what you have accomplished.
Because it is simply wonderful.
